By Kelly Bridgewater
If you have been following my blog at all, you know that
this time of year, I don't feel too happy.
On Halloween 2015, my Daddy died unexpectedly. I still have
a hard time believing he is not here. I can't pick up the phone and have a
phone call with him. I still miss him. Even though this week is three years. (Here is the link to a blog post I wrote six months after he passed! Be prepared for some tears!)
The grief really doesn't go away. I have just learned to
move on with my life and live without him.
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There are moments where something comes up, like a song or a
movie, and I start to tear up because it reminds me of him. I have gazed at his
picture and wish he was still here. I have read his words that he has written
in front of books he has purchased for me. I have kept a number of his prayer
journals, and I feel myself drawn to his words and his communication with God.
I have written him
letters explaining how I feel. It is a great stress reliever for me.
On October 21st, it is my Daddy's birthday. This year, he
would have been 70 years old. I plan to make a German Chocolate Cake with his
mother's recipe to remember him by. Last year, I tried to throw a birthday
party and invited my siblings, but neither one came. Might just be a lone celebration
again.
It is hard not to think about him this time of year. First,
a celebration, then moments of grief.
I know he is heaven, and we will meet again, but it is still
hard.
Thank you for allowing me to share my heart today.
